Rise of Rurik

A group of khaki-colored madmen charged with axes and spears and rushed towards the broken front of the Baisha Port Army.

Although the morale of the Baisha port army had collapsed, the opponents rushed too fast. Those soldiers who wanted to escape but had no time had to stand beside their friends who were struck by the arrow and wailed, and took up weapons to resist desperately.

Resistance is just an instinct of not wanting to die, and the savage and unruly fighting is fully unfolded.

The spear pierced through the body, the axe cut off an arm, and even the oak shield was split in two.

The soldiers of Baisha Port were at a loss in the rain of arrows. They wanted to change something, but they saw that the Russian army was so organized. No one started to lead the brothers to charge and counterattack, so they had to be passively beaten here.

Now, the aggrieved people finally have a chance to fight back.

The mercenaries, who were shabby and lacked even leather armor, began to suffer losses.

They had traveled almost ten kilometers, their legs were exhausted, and they took a break while the bowmen were shooting arrows.

They are not very energetic, but deep in the battlefield they are plunged into melee hand-to-hand combat in complete chaos.

Flag Captain Heliger still knows the truth of the brave who meet in a narrow road and win.

"Merlaren! Protect our flag and don't let the enemy take it away! Try to kill the Gotlanders as much as possible, and even those who vomit blood on the ground."

He needs to prove his strength to the Rus with a victory. They do not represent the Melalen tribe, but only represent themselves, and prove their worth with victory. A hearty victory, holding the enemy's head in his hand, is to join Ross's vote.

Extremely young Melalen warriors, perhaps only fourteen years old. They had traveled a long way and died suddenly on this battlefield.

There are also people who are extremely brave, hacking and slashing multiple enemies in a row, and finally killed by the harpoon thrown.

Only people like Herrigel were the leaders of private soldiers when they were young, but now that they are older, they do not use brute force to fight, but use skilled swordsmanship to kill the enemy.

A small number of elites cannot change the overall mediocrity. Gradually, the soldiers of Baishagang realized that this group of "pirates" who came over was a little different from the Rus people they encountered before.

The blood-faced leader, Walmont, had five Melalen warriors killed by his sword.

He wiped the blood from his face and shouted, "Fools! Why did you run away? The enemy's arrows are powerful, but their warriors are fools. Run with me!"

The people who fled back to the earth wall are more and more ashamed,

Seeing that the almost collapsed frontline could still hold on, they turned back to fight.

There were also those who fled back to the port settlements, who were pushed back by angry women, while hundreds of young women, who had taken up sheep sticks, mowing scythes, logging axes, or simply a stick, The mighty rushed to the battlefield.

Five hundred female fighters joined the fight, they were amateurs, and some had limited brute force of women.

They are extremely realistic, and men can't stand it anymore. What is the significance of them fleeing by boat? They are the subordinates of men, and without the protection of men, they are a kind of big fat sheep in this world.

Well, it's better to give it a go. They joined the battle tragically, and soon, the bloody-eyed Melalen warrior realized that it was a woman who died under his sword.

They just thought it was strange and showed no mercy.

A woman's axe is as deadly as the axe chopped down. Since they are warriors, they must be prepared to die in battle. The Mellarens assassinated them just because they had to survive in victory.

There were more and more corpses on the ground, the blood pooled into a terrifying stream of rust smell, the white sand turned red, the warrior's white face was mixed with blood and sweat, roaring and wailing one after another.

The flag of the Melalen flag team did not continue to advance, and the people in the rear such as Rurik clearly saw this.

"It's strange, I thought the enemy was crushed by my arrow formation, and they are still holding on?" Rurik frowned.

Haruo Zuosen advised: "The people of Melalen are unbearable, I will bring my brothers to press on to end the battle."

"Alright." Rurik looked up at the sky: "Work hard and end the battle before dark."

"okay!"

Harrozosen was about to lead the Rus warriors into battle, and Rurik hurriedly gave them detailed tasks.

Ross's Second Banner of Warriors and Rurik's elite mercenaries were ordered to be divided into three parts to cover the entire battlefield.

Try to kill the enemy's living force as much as possible, this is Rurik's tactics.

He didn't want to kill them all. If there is an enemy asking for forgiveness, appropriate forgiveness is okay. Because of the Rus army, some captives are needed as a ready labor force.

Rurik drew his dagger, "Brothers, let's go! Remember, whoever surrenders will not be killed, and if you catch me, you will be rewarded!"

The whole army started to attack, and the team became more loose. Even with the Kovin warriors, they clinged to the melee warriors with their crossbows, and as they approached the battlefield, they began to wait for the opportunity to shoot.

When Walmont, the last leader of White Sands Harbor, realized that he had been outflanked by the Rus, it was too late.

Men and women, more than 600 people are still fighting.

The casualties of the Melalen flag team were unexpected. Nearly 200 of the 600 fighters were incapacitated.

The intensity of the fighting on both sides continued to decrease as the soldiers became more exhausted, until Rurik arrived with the main force.

Walmont wanted to break through, but the first one who tried to break through was shot in pieces by the steel-armed crossbow.

The warriors of Rus struck their shields with steel swords and axes, and bellowed their horns to close the encirclement.

Rurik seized the opportunity and roared in a crisp voice: "Herigel, take the Meralen people back!"

The weary Melalen warriors were out of combat, unlikely to be attacked by friendly forces because their clothing was completely uniform.

Russ warriors marched forward on corpses and bloodstains, and when they encountered those who were dying, they directly stabbed and stabbed them regardless of whether they were enemy or ally.

Although it was cruel, Rurik saw that some people were clearly praying that they didn't want to die, but they were seriously injured and it was impossible for them to survive, even if they were the wounded of Melalen's mercenaries.

Several attempts by the soldiers of Baisha Port to break out were smashed by the Rus army, and the rest had to get together.

The so-called female warriors have lost their initial bravery, and the brave strong man is now exhausted and can only barely lift the bloody axe.

A pair of blood-red eyes showed murderous intent, but unfortunately, they have become a group of fat on the chopping board.

To destroy it completely requires a simple fate for Rurik.

"There are still female warriors? Are the Gotlanders so crazy?" Rurik thought for a while, and he wasn't training female warriors himself.

After all, the female warrior is also a woman, and Rurik, who ordered the beheading, couldn't bear it. It's not just them, why do the guys in the encirclement have to kill them all?

Yevro got Rurik's instruction and began to shout the slogan "surrender without death", and soon the entire army shouted one after another.

Walmont, who was once ready to die, saw hope in his desperate eyes. As for the ordinary Baishagang soldiers, facing such a sad situation and the army of the Rus, they threw their weapons one after another.

They just stood there dumbfounded, not looking to surrender.

Rurik ordered his own people to stop the slogan, and as the voice subsided, the leader Walmont, no matter how stupid, knew that he was going to negotiate.

Walmont is only the head of the family, never and should not be the owner of White Sand Harbor.

He threw his weapon, even his mail and helmet, and walked out of the crowd with a solemn expression on his face and open his hands: "Russian warriors, I am Walmont of White Sand Harbor, and I am the commander of this army. Now, you guys Won!"

I announced my surrender before I came forward. Is this taking the initiative to negotiate with me? Yep.

Rurik was not afraid of anything. He stepped on the corpse of the enemy, drilled through the gap in the array of blue-and-white Ross warriors, and showed his gorgeous clothes to prove his nobility.

A clean, beautiful, and gorgeously dressed boy stood in front of a group of soldiers of the Baisha Port Army covered in blood.

Walmont didn't know what to say, just stared blankly.

Rurik pointed his sword sharply: "You? But the commander-in-chief of this army."

Walmont didn't dare to snub it and hurried to admit it, even if he felt a little awkward.

"Your name is Walmont? It doesn't matter." Rurik raised his head and looked arrogant: "I! I am the commander of the Ross army. Now kneel down, put your head on the ground, and swear your surrender."

Kneel down for a boy? What a shame, but...

"Kneel down! This is the attitude of the weak. If you and your people want to live, this is the only choice." Suddenly, Rurik thought that he had not declared his identity, so he said calmly: "I am Rurik, the leader of the Rus. No! It is the Duke of Rus! Stupid man, Svealan is no longer an alliance, but a kingdom. King Olegin raises his troops to attack Denmark, and we Rus are responsible for conquering the entire brotherhood. Tran Island. Surrender is your only option."

Is there such a thing? Walmont remembered a lot of things in recent months. It turns out that the ocean is not peaceful because of this?

Who is Rurik? a boy?

Walmont's mind was in a mess, he looked at the corpses lying down, almost all of them were residents of Baisha Harbor! The battle was like this, completely exceeding his expectations.

Rurik stopped talking nonsense, and his mercenary soldier roared and knelt down quickly.

There was a mercenary holding a crossbow and randomly shooting a person who had put down his weapon. The man snorted and fell to the ground, then grabbed the thick crossbow arrow that pierced his neck and struggled, then stopped.

A big living person was easily killed by the Rus! It is the weapon that brings death!

The fishermen of Baisha Port were poisoned by the steel-armed crossbow as early as at sea. They knew that this was the deadly weapon of the Rus, so they gave it the domineering nickname of "Destruction Arrow". When the opponent has it, not only is it an adventure to attack the fishing boats of the northerners, but now that their own ships appear in the northern seas, they have become fat in the eyes of the Rus.

Walmont knelt down suddenly, then grabbed the ground with his head.

Rurik had a sullen face, stepped forward without hesitation, stepped on the back of the young leader's head with his leather boots, and deliberately twisted his feet a few times.

Seeing the abundance of martial virtues, the Rus warriors banged on their shields in excitement, and even the Kowen warriors roared and roared.

This is what Rurik wanted. He trampled the kneeling and surrendered enemy chieftain as a conqueror. He himself was not particularly excited, and the warriors were already mad.

Rurik let go, and Walmont continued to kneel.

"So... you can spare our lives?" The appointed Walmont has no shame. If he wants to save his life, he must at least save the lives of his own family, surviving private soldiers and family members.

Rurik nodded: "Of course, but..."

"How to say?"

"It depends on your sincerity."

Walmont had an idea: "You want money, I'll give you money! A lot of money! I still have sheep, and I'll give you five hundred sheep."

According to Broda's intelligence, the residents of White Sand Harbor have what property Rurik already knows. This leader intends to take out five hundred sheep to redeem his life? What a big deal.

But for an army of 3,000 people, is 500 sheep really enough to eat meat?

Rurik shook his head.

"What? Not enough? Then add another five hundred, as long as you can keep the clan and the wealth of the family."

"Huh? I thought you would intercede for everyone?" Rurik looked at the pleading eyes again, "You don't care about their lives?"

"Many of them are the family members of Karl and Rulav. The two leaders are dead. If... you need wealth, I am willing to assist you in raiding your home."

Now Rurik has learned a lot, what is it that the catastrophe is imminent. Listening to this leader's meaning, Baisha Port seems to have amassed a lot of wealth.

That's the kind of behavior that's disgusting.

Rurik continued to shake his head, "No, the wealth you gave still can't buy your own life."

"Ah? You..." Walmont suddenly felt that he was being distracted and was at a loss for a moment.

Rurik said calmly: "I give you two choices. The first is to hand over all your belongings and all your young women. You will lead other men to become slaves of our Rus. The second choice is You refuse, so I can now order you to be feed for the fish in the bay tomorrow."

"Ah! In the end we are still... your slaves?"

"Of course. What are you fantasizing about?" Rurik thought it was very absurd, and he asked with a smile, "What do you think? You thought that your own family could retreat completely. Your so-called army is just a group of ants, and soon we will Visby will be taken, Gotland will be taken, and then you'll be glad you're a slave. Oh, no..."

Rurik scratched his face, and after thinking about it, it was not his intention to ruin the hope of this group of people for the future.

"Well, Walmont, take your men and follow me to attack Visby. After winning the battle, I will give you back your freedom and give you some rewards."

Attacking Visby? How crazy!

Walmont doesn't think this is a chance to live, it's clearly jumping into a new fire pit! His voice trembled. "The people of Visby, they're strong."

"Oh? Are you looking down on the strength of our Ross?"

"No, that's not what I meant."

Rurik was too lazy to talk nonsense, after all, it was already a little late, and the tired army needed to eat meat, fragrant roast lamb and roast chicken.

No matter what else Walmont wanted to say, Rurik gave an order, and the Ross warriors started to take action, violently splitting the grouped enemies apart, and the men and women took care of them separately.

Next, there is the carnival of looting by the Rus army.

The male prisoners began to be forced to clean the battlefield, while the female prisoners stared blankly, and were soon divided among the nearly 400 Meralen warriors who had won.

Rurik fulfilled his promise, and the Melalen mercenary warriors did not feel that they had suffered a big loss. Although they did not directly enter the enemy settlements to loot, they had already placed themselves on the captives?

In his hometown, marrying a woman was a very difficult event. He never imagined that he would go to war with the Rus, and his own event would be solved like this.

Rurik didn't bother to care about this group of men, who in some ways had changed their minds and strength, and they would have to evacuate after the war with one or two women as wives.

Of course, now they just want to vent.

Although the neatly dressed Rus warriors were itchy, as their army entered the settlement, more prisoners were cleared out, and he took the opportunity to plunder a lot of wealth, and the desire to make money took over their minds.

The wealth hoarded by the three families in Baishagang, especially boxes of copper coins and silver coins, were dug out of the ground, which was completely beyond Rurik's expectations.

People laughed with joy because they had made a fortune, mixed with the bleating of a lot of sheep.

How many sheep are there in Baishagang? How many cows?

After the emergency count, Rurik got a result that made him ecstatic. The rough calculation was over 2,000 sheep, more than 100 cows, and more than 200 reindeer large and small.

In fact, there are still roaming chickens, which have been caught by the looting army, and it is impossible to count them.

Eight boxes of coins were placed in front of Rurik, and copper coins were naturally worthless. There were also three boxes of silver coins in it, each of which was gratifying.

This is the result of the war. The Rus lost 200 Melalen mercenaries and got a lot of cattle, sheep and money.

kindness? What more mercy is needed? Not beheading is the greatest kindness of this era! Especially the girls among them, Rurik took special care to protect them, and directly announced that they would immediately become Rus people, and nominally become a member of the "Valkyrie Legion". These people must be treated differently. From purely rational considerations, they are the foundation of the future potential of the Principality of Ross.

"You try to grab as much as you can. Except for cattle, sheep, leather, captives, and coins, how much you grab is yours!"

The Russ army was ordered to loot, and even the Cowen warriors forgot their sufferings and became part of the looting army.

Only five male prisoners were later deliberately released, and Rurik wanted them to report to Visby.

This time, Harrodsen was taken aback, "Rurik, maybe you shouldn't expose the facts of our army like this."

Rurik replied succinctly, "I just want Visby to assemble the army as much as possible to fight with us. I'm not afraid of revealing anything, I'm afraid that they won't be able to gather enough troops for our army to sacrifice to the god-king Odin."

What else can Harrodsen say? Of course support! It was through this battle that Harrodsen really understood the nature of Rurik, who grew up a little more—a ruthless conqueror who was even better than Otto.